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.