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.