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.