Posted in Chronos

Impasse

Memories never to be unlocked
lie dormant in a keyless mind.
Eyes focus on nothing
yet seem able to see everything
except those by her side.

© Susan Schoeffield

It seems I’m still fascinated with mathematical poetry. The Chronos form is built around the root of Pi (9.8696). This poem is a sad reminder of my mother’s final days battling dementia.

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