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.