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.