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.