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.