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.