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.