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.