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.