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.