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.