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.