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.