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.