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.