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.