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.