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.