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.