This blog will be a place to post poetry written by people living with Alzheimer's disease. We will focus on poetry that is created as part of the Alzheimer's Poetry Project. We will post information and news about dementia. We hope this blog is of use to the family members who have a loved one with dementia.

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Kids Who Give

Max Wallack the teenage poet whose poem was featured in Dementia Arts on Capitol Hill has been awarded $1000 from Max is giving the money to Alzheimer’s research. Please help him win an additional $10,000 by voting for him at Kids Who Give at:

Here is his poem from Dementia Arts on Capitol Hill:

It gallops in silently on powerful hoofs
Snatching sweet, precious, forgotten memories
Turning true-blue loyal friends into treacherous strangers
Clogging synapses with emptiness
Crumbling trust into excruciating paranoia
With bleak darkness comes the anxious wakefulness of broad daylight
And bitter terror encompasses every living fiber
"If I sleep, where will I be when I wake up?"
The compulsion to run, the paralysis of fear
Mature, child-like dependence
Retracing youthful development, but in rapid reverse
Cureless medicines, meaningless conversations
Leading up to the inevitable

This poem was first published at Mind Set Poetry. The site is hosted by the Alzheimer's Association
Massachusetts/New Hampshire Chapter. Read the poems and learn more at

Max is also the founder of Puzzles-To-Remember. You may reading about the project on at:

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Valentine's Dance

New York Memory Center & Alzheimer’s Poetry Project Present
Valentine’s Dance at the Memory Arts Café

Memory Arts Café is a new series of free art events for people living with Alzheimer’s disease, their caregivers and the general public and is co-produced by New York Memory Center and the Alzheimer’s Poetry Project. The series, which takes place on the 2nd Wednesday of each month, includes light refreshments and the opportunity to chat with the guest artists.

This Memory Arts Café event features the dance company Rhythm Break Cares (RBC). Poet Gary Glazner will host the event.

Wednesday, February 13th, at 6 pm
New York Memory Center
199 14th Street at 4th Avenue • Brooklyn, NY 11215
(Take the R to Prospect Ave.)
For info: call (718) 499-7701 or visit

Please join us for an evening of fun, dancing and socializing. Rhythm Break Cares (RBC) takes a unique and highly effective approach to address the widespread and immediate needs of individuals with Alzheimer’s, associated dementias, and their caregivers, by engaging them in partner dance as a means to improve their quality of life. Since 2009, RBC has successfully offered this interesting form of dance therapy, which capitalizes on the demonstrated benefits of music, movement and touch. Their sessions provide a rare opportunity for patients and their caregivers to escape some of the burdens associated with Alzheimer’s and dementia, in a stress-free environment where they can observe, participate and be entertained.

Thursday, January 10, 2013

What Does It Mean To Be A Doctor?

What Does It Mean To Be A Doctor?
-Dr. Peter Reimann

What it means to be a doctor
is a number of things.
People come to you
and want advice about their health
and they complain about what they consider
is missing from their health
Or they don’t.
They say, “What the hell do you think is wrong with me?
Lass mich allein, I’m fine
und du bist fur mich ein Borstenschwein!”*

What advice would I give a young doctor?
First I’d ask, “Why do you want to be a doctor?
Is it that you want to make money?
What for?
Or is it that you want to help other people?
What for?”

You ask me what was my reason to be a doctor.
I think my question was something of natural history.
Why are there people who need help?
Very complex, of course.
Do they need help because
of the hostile environment
or their internal hostility
or blah, blah, blah

What was the best thing about being a doctor?
…okay, one more question: $10-
Another complex  question.
It’s a job in which you keep your hands clean
You don’t get literally dirty
or it’s a job in which you make people feel a little better
or you make them feel really bad
Is that good?
Could be good-
Could be really bad…
and so on
and so on

*translation:  “Leave me alone, I’m fine
and you are for me a pig with many stiff hairs in his snout!”

(This poem was composed with Dr. Peter Reimann and his daughter Hannah in Springfield, New Jersey on Jan. 4th, 2013. Dr. Reimann is very playful with making up rhymes and jokes that his name means "rhyming man." He know many German poems by heart and recited and translated a few for us on the spot. We created the poem by asking questions around being a doctor. Hannah wrote down the answers to create the lines of the poem and translated the German lines. She is working on a film about her father and we will post links to it soon.)