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.