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.