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.