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.