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.