Posts By: Jill Munro

‘The Court Verbatim Shorthand Reporter’

I have wielded my pencil like a sword at 140 words per minute to record the minor mis-doings of the inhabitants of Staines, frantically squiggled dots, dashes, chays, jays, hays and yays ─ in days before a ‘hay’ or a ‘yay’ was a common greeting and Pitman 2000 sounded so futuristic at around a double-decade…

Posted in Poems 9 years ago by

Jill Munro

‘Five-Stars’

Nothing’s too much trouble for our stellar host – he bellows loud hellos from his front door before our car-bound feet disrupt his gravel. Call-me-Toby ushers us to his spongey lemon couch for a slice of just-baked drizzling lemon sponge cake. He plunges into freshly brewed fairly-traded coffee, pours into bone-china, places onto Badger’s Bottom…

Posted in Poems 10 years ago by

Jill Munro