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.