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.