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.