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.