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.