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.