view from the tower           
                       
                       
                                          
 when i got home from away, climbed  all 
 the  way to the  top,  and  there was  a 
 bird in my room,  not too unreasonable a 
 bird  but  still an unwelcome  guest  at 
 this  hour,  that  had  let  himself in. 
                                          
 the window  was  open and  so i waved my 
 arms and  he flew out.  but as soon as i 
       turned around, he was back.       
                                          
                                     
 i   took   the   jackdaw   by   my  hand 
 threw   it   out    the   window,    and 
       into what i'm shielded from        
    watched him fall and turned around    
     held his gaze throughout the fall    
      in spite he did not move at all     
                                     
                                          
 i heard the thump as he hit  the ground. 
 my  mother  came  running. "angel!  what 
 did you do?"                             
                                          
 don't  come in  here, i  wanted  to say, 
 but she  would come anyway and so i kept 
 it  to   myself.  "are   you  allright?" 
                                          
 "i hurt  a  bird", and i  could see  him 
 through the windows, trying  to fly with 
 his wings somehow  inverted.  they would 
 not  bear him,  and  he was  infuriated.