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.