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.