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.