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.