Echoes of Tattered Tongues: Memory Unfolded

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

Sunday, March 10, 2024

Who Would Jesus Vote For?

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WHO WOULD JESUS VOTE FOR?  I don’t know if you remember this, but one of the big questions during Donald Trump’s last run for president in ...
Sunday, December 31, 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 departmen...
Saturday, December 30, 2023

Robert Creeley and Me

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 Robert Creeley I saw him read once.  In Chicago, in 1968 or 1969.  At a small private college.  North Park College maybe.   He was brillian...
Thursday, December 28, 2023

Milosz and Me

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  Czeslaw Milosz and  Czeslaw Milosz and Me   Milosz and I have had a stormy relationship.  For most of my writing life, I wanted nothing to...
Monday, December 25, 2023

Christmas Letter 2023

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 Christmas Letter 2023 I was looking over my old columns for the Dziennik Zwiazkowy and realized I haven't written a Christmas column.  ...
Thursday, December 21, 2023

Cruising

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  CRUISING My wife and I have been cruising for almost 30 years.  We’ve cruised through hurricanes that kept us awake for days with their ro...
Saturday, December 16, 2023

The Holocaust is Not Myth

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The Holocaust is Not a Myth Recently, I gave a talk at a high school here in Lynchburg.  There were about a hundred students in the lecture ...
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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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