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.