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.