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.