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.