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.