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.