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.