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.