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.