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.