
will you not (asterisk) my
nightingale
Will you not
execute
affection
Nesting is not this
not this LP
fourteen songs
After words scarcely
a whisper
closer to synapse
Three fingerlings
one of which
swallows Titlark
I had some chuckles
young Linnet
certain strips not cheesecloth
Not sparrow or Goldfinch
no two eyed monster
no accidental fledge
A mute fortnight
for margins
for allegiance in rapture
Dear Lincolnshire
dear Goatherd
go eat along median
Strip all vegetation
absent judgment
no tears no justice
No cage in which I shalt
mistake the letter
To jerk that pole