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.