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.