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.