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.