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.