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.