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.