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.