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.