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.