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.