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.