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.