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.