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.