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.