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.