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.