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.