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.