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.