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.