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.