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.