Echoes of Tattered Tongues: Memory Unfolded

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

Monday, January 23, 2023

78th Anniversary of the Liberation of Auschwitz

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On January 27, 1945, the Soviet army came upon Auschwitz and its various camps and subcamps.   What they found was terrible. Afraid of anyon...
Friday, January 20, 2023

WHO AM I?

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  Who Am I? I was interviewed recently, and the interviewer asked a question I’ve never been asked by an interviewer. He asked me who I am. ...
Saturday, January 7, 2023

Happy New Year!

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 HAPPY NEW YEAR!  My parents loved New Year’s Eve. They loved dressing up in their fancy clothes. For weeks, my mom would search the departm...
Saturday, December 31, 2022

New Years Resolutions

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 New Year’s Resolutions I don’t know about you, but I’ve been making Resolutions for most of my life. I don’t remember when I started making...
Friday, December 23, 2022

Christmas Trees!

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CHRISTMAS TREES! I was talking to a friend yesterday about putting up Christmas decorations.  She was complaining about the time involved in...
Saturday, December 10, 2022

THE DEATH OF THE POLISH CAPTAIN

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The Death of the Polish Captain When I was a little kid back in the 1950s, we lived in an apartment building east of Humboldt Park. The buil...
Friday, December 2, 2022

Stay Home Part 2

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   STAY HOME! Part 2 A couple weeks ago, I told you about the rotten cruise we had at the beginning of this November.  I told you about the ...
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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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