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.