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.