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.