Alzheimer’s Poetry Project
The mission of the Alzheimer’s Poetry Project – Nevada (APP NV) is to facilitate the creativity of people living with Alzheimer’s disease and related dementia. We use classic, well-loved poems to connect with people living with dementia. We engage them in call and response performance and the poems serve as inspiration for the creation of their own original poetry. We do not set boundaries in our beliefs in what is possible for people with memory impairment to create. By saying to people with dementia, we value you and your creativity we are saying we value all members of our community.
APP core programming of poetry workshops take place in assisted living and adult day care facilities to perform and create poems with people living with dementia. Our inter-generational programming, Poetry for Life brings students from preschool to High School grade to create and perform poetry with people living with dementia.
Founder Gary Glazner working with a participant of the program.
APP NV and PFL NV is an affiliate and training partner of the Alzheimer Poetry Project (APP) and Poetry for Life (PFL) programs founded in Santa Fe, New Mexico in 2004. The APP was the recipient of the 2013, Rosalinde Gilbert Innovations in Alzheimer’s Disease Caregiving Legacy Award and the 2012 MetLife Foundation Creativity and Aging in America Leadership Award in the category of Community Engagement. The National Endowment for the Arts listed the APP as a “best practice.” NBC’s “Today” show, and NPR’s “All Things Considered” have featured segments on Glazner’s work. APP NV is modeled after the original and Gary Glazner serves as a close partner and consultant.
Would you like to invite us into your school or Adult Care Facility? Please email [email protected] with your desired visit date and time.
When You Can’t Find the Sunshine, Be the Sunshine
The title of this post was taken from a bulletin board at the facility we visited. It struck a chord with me and why we were there.
Hi Readers! My name is Ami Rebecca, I’m a member of the Nevada Chapter of the Alzheimer’s Poetry Project, and resident blogger for the program. In my spare time I’m reading books, playing with my cats, or spending time watching Citation Needed with my husband.
Hello Readers,
Founded by Gary Glazner, the Alzheimer’s Poetry Project aims to improve the quality of life of those living with Alzheimer’s disease and Dementia, by facilitating creative expression, particularly through poetry. By removing the boundaries surrounding those with Alzheimer’s and Dementia, by listening to them and giving them an outlet for their voice, it is a powerful way to show that all members of the community matter. This program is inter generational as well; it involves students learning about poetry, Alzheimer’s and Dementia, and teaching them how to craft and facilitate a facility visit. Yes, that’s right, we’re taking this front row and center to the patients, staff, and families, in local facilities that cater to Alzheimer’s and Dementia patients.
So how did I end up involved with this program? Easy, I submitted an application to Vogue Robinson, current Poet Laureate of Clark County Nevada, and Jennifer, Vogue’s co-coordinator on this project. I laid out my experiences, both personal and professional, and a few weeks later met up with Vogue, Jennifer, and another participant named Andrew. After reading some introductory information we laid out what our expectations were, what our potential hold ups were, and moved forward scheduling the first training with Mr. Glazner. (Additionally, my spell check keeps wanting to make his name Mr. Gladness, which I find fitting and amusing.)
The first training was at the beginning of January. After reading some interesting material, particularly this article about the power of play with dementia patients, it was time to learn from the master. We also added a fifth person, Charlene, rounding out our initial group. Five is a very good number to start with by the way, it lends the group to a very easy combination of personalities, and you can always tag team with a different partner during the facility visits. Over the course of a few hours we went over ice breakers, open ended questions, guiding a group through writing a poem collectively, and facilitating discussions around poetry. We also learned about call and response recitation, the importance of projection, and what a typical visit looks like, along with what an ideal seating chart looks like, a circle. As the training adjourned we were instructed to have a facility prior to our next training.
The Adult Daycare Center of Henderson was kind enough to host us on our first time out. We were met by a group of 15! 13 patients, two staff members, and one observer. They were seated in rows, and now all the circle recommendations from the training make sense. While the group was just the right size, the lack of a circle made it a tight squeeze when interacting with the patients on a personal level. After introducing ourselves, we began with the poetry. The poems we selected had a nature theme, and themes are a good thing to have. Andrew did Alfred, Lord Tennyson’s The Eagle (which no one knew was about an eagle until he told us the title), and was followed by Jennifer reciting Christina Rossetti’s poem, Hurt No Living Thing.
Discussing poetry with seniors, or with people who don’t voraciously consume poetry is a fun experience. The conversation flowed as freely as possible and spiraled through snakes, eagles, why bugs are wonderful (minus cockroaches), and finally settled enough for us to bring out the props. Yes, props! We had feathers, fake birds and butterflies, artificial flowers, plastic grapes, and even a bright green feather boa. Many of the participants became brighter and sillier upon being given a simple feather. The discussion we had with them about the props was funny, enlightening, and insightful. Listening to the patients it was clear that they probably hadn’t been asked any creative or open questions for a long time. While it took a little prompting for a few people to answer, the answers themselves could be this groups first poem!
(holding plastic grapes)
Grapes make wine!
(holding a feather)
Hoot hoot, the sounds owls make.
(holding a butterfly)
Butterflies remind me of butterflies.
(speaking of butterflies)
They live a long time.
(when asked what type of bird she might be holding)
It might be a canary.
(not holding a provided prop, but used her cane as a prop)
Cane, don’t break it. Reminds me that I’ve got some issues.
(one gentleman hid a blue bird prop in his pocket)
Hidden bird, it’s cold. Blue reminds me of being in Cuba.
(a couple shared the green boa)
Makes us think of cardinals, beautiful colors, anything that I like.
(holding a seashell)
Going to the beach, picking up shells.
(holding a small bird)
Thinking of Wilcox, Az. Wings Over Wilcox,
you could hear the cranes before you saw them land, people came from
all over to watch them.
(holding a seashell)
Shell reminds me of the beach, I have a lot of shells that I picked up from the beach.
(holding a shell)
Sally sells seashells by the seashore!
(holding a shell)
Ditching school to drive to California on the weekends.
Next up were two more poems! And a ten pound tree! Charlene was doing the classic Trees, a poem by Joyce Kilmer, and brought a small tree, (again, a circle would have made showing that thing off so much easier!). As she was reciting, even before the call and response, a few participants were reciting this poem with her, so it was exciting to see those moments of memory come back, even if people thought they were in a classroom again. I was the last to do a poem, and decided to go with something I was familiar with, and did Emily Dickinson’s “Hope” is the thing with feathers. When discussing what people thought the poem was about, most thought birds, and revealing that it was about hope, you could see wheels turning inside their heads. Also, after sharing a sweet anecdote about my bird tattoo I tried asking them what they thought about birds, and we had a hilarious conversation about hummingbird residue, to put it politely.
The last portion of the visit was the creation of the group poem. Hands down this was the best part of the morning. Vogue was the scribe and Jennifer went down the rows asking for a word or phrase that the day had made them think of. Some truly offered up only a word, some a paragraph, and only two or three participants declined to offer anything, and that was beautiful too.
Here’s the group piece they wrote that day.
Hope.
Snake.
I respect the trees.
Trees help birds with nests.
Birds sing.
I think that I should never see a poem as lovely as a tree.
Igualito de Cuba parajitos azules cantan muy bonitos.
Love.
I had a little green tree, it grew higher than our house and the tree had birds and it was beautiful.
Birds have their own nests.
I love to hear the birds sing.
The woodpecker would peck the trees and wake us up.
Birds and trees are beautiful.
As we head into our second training, and further facility visits, I’m excited to see what our group becomes and what we are truly able to do.
Thank You, Thank You, Thank You, APP Round 2! (Plus a Bonus Training!) 3/24/2018
Left to Right
Dee Dee Woodbury (Activity Director) Charlene, Andrew, Jennifer, Ami Rebecca, Nancy Nelson
All our worries were easily moved aside when we realized how engaged this large group was. Upon our arrival they were in a horseshoe shape, which made connecting with them easier. Those who were more willing to participate were closer to the front, they had their chairs turned towards us, and were sat with their friends. There was one gentleman, who after ever poem and activity screamed THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU with so much joy and enthusiasm, it was hard to keep a straight face. This round we did use a microphone, which was awkward at first, and limited the speaking persons range of motion, but this group seemed clued into “pay attention to the person with the microphone.” (This facility does several activities throughout the week, so they’re certainly active!)
We’d decided to go in with a theme this time, so we all did bird poems, and we even included Arthur, Charlene’s tree, because birds live in trees. It is also lovely to see that sparkle in people’s eyes when she starts doing ‘Trees’, that glimmer of “I know this one” is beautiful.
Like before the session ended with us creating a group poem. Andrew wrote down the answers to the questions I asked the group, and this is where I felt the most pressure from a group of 50. Many answers came from the same 10 people, and Jennifer and Charlene were walking around to say answers louder if we couldn’t hear them. I didn’t want anyone to feel ignored, and in the end I think everyone got to contribute their snippet, many giving us the same snippet. Being a bird seems to leave everyone with the same feelings.
If I were a bird I’d fly high!
I’d fly to Europe,
I’d see the ocean.
If I were a bird I would live in a tree!
Tall trees!
Oak trees!
I would be a red bird,
A blue bird,
A predator bird, like an eagle!
I would be a free bird,
I would be a singing bird.
If I were a bird I’d never stop flying.
At the end of our time with this group we got several more exuberant thank you, thank you, thank yous, and we felt like we’d really given this group something to remember. Before we left we did have one more thing for them. Poet Nancy Nelson had joined us, and spent about 10 minutes reading her poems and talking about her story of being diagnosed with Alzheimer’s with the group. Seeing everyone in the group utterly wrapped up in Nancy’s work, in her story, in what she was saying was amazing. They were so focused, and some seemed relieved that someone “gets it”. I’d encourage everyone to check out blueriverapple.com to learn more about Nancy and her amazing work.
About two weeks later we were able to get a personalized training from Gary Glazner himself! It was a fun time discussing our visits, asking our questions, and learning more about bringing students into the program as well! Thanks Mr. Gladness!!
Left To Right Top Row
Chalese, Jennifer, Charlene, Ami Rebecca, Andrew, Bruce
Front Row
Vogue, Gary Glazner