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.