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.