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.