Echoes of Tattered Tongues: Memory Unfolded

My Parents' Experiences as Polish Slave Laborers in Nazi Germany and Displaced Persons after the War

Thursday, September 28, 2017

My First Death

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I remember the first time I knew there was death in the world.   I was in kindergarten at St. Hedwig's, a parochial school on...
Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Charity in America

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When we first arrived in Chicago in 1952, we were lost. We had spent 6 years in the DP camps in Germany and another year outside of Bu...
Friday, September 15, 2017

First Christmas -- DP Camp

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A Photo from the DP camps -- Bob Jensen, a producer, is making a video presentation of some of my writing from my book about my parents an...
Monday, September 11, 2017

Sept 11, 2001 -- The Short View

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I got a letter on Sept. 12, 2001, from my friend Bill Anderson who tended to take a cynical view of people and government and the human an...
Saturday, September 9, 2017

Echoes of Tattered Tongues Reviewed by the Harvard Review

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Okla Elliot's review of my recent book about my parents and their lives as slave laborers in Germany and refugees in America. Jo...
Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Sept. 1, 1939 -- Landscape with Dead Horses

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78 years ago on September 1. 1939, the Germans invaded Poland. Their blitzkrieg, their lightning war, came from the air and the sea and t...
Friday, August 18, 2017

My Mother and the War

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My Mother hated the way men talked about the war. It was like they were seeing the conflict, its chaos and brutality, from a great ...
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John Guzlowski
I was born in a refugee camp in Germany after World War II, and came with my parents Jan and Tekla and my sister Donna to the United States as Displaced Persons in 1951. My Polish Catholic parents had been slave laborers in Nazi Germany. Growing up in the immigrant and DP neighborhoods around Humboldt Park in Chicago, I met Jewish hardware store clerks with Auschwitz tattoos on their wrists, Polish cavalry officers who still mourned for their dead horses, and women who walked from Siberia to Iran to escape the Russians. My poems try to remember them and their voices. These poems have appeared in my chapbook Language of Mules and in both editions of Charles Fishman’s anthology of American poets on the Holocaust, Blood to Remember. Since retiring from teaching American Literature in 2005, I've written two new books about my parents. My new poems about them appear in my books Echoes of Tattered Tongues (Aquila Polonica, 2017) and True Confessions (Darkhouse Books, 2019).
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