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.