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.