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.