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.