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.