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.