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.