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.