Echoes of Tattered Tongues: Memory Unfolded

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

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Holocaust Remembrance Day

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I can remember the Holocaust, but I can't do much more. I can't imagine it, I can't describe it, I can't understand it. ...
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Monday, March 22, 2010

The German--an excerpt from my novel Retreat — A Love Story

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In the year after her death, I was writing a lot of poems about my mother and my father and their experiences in the war. Those poems grew ...
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Sunday, February 21, 2010

Art in the Holocaust

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I've been invited to speak at the Art in the Holocaust Conference at Ferris State University, Big Rapids, Michigan. Here's the list...
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Tuesday, February 16, 2010

The Poems of the Poles Who Were Taken to Siberia

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February marks the 70th anniversary of mass deportations of Poles to Soviet prison camps in Siberia and other places in the USSR. Some 155,...
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Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Valentine's Day: Why My Mom Stayed with My Dad

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My parents met in a concentration camp in Germany toward the end of World War II. My mom had been brought to Germany by the Nazis to work i...
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Monday, February 1, 2010

Waiting to Be Heard: Lilka Croydon-Trzcinska

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In her book Waiting To Be Heard: The Polish Christian Experience Under Nazi and Stalinist Oppression 1939-1955 , Bogusia Wojciechowska bring...
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Monday, December 21, 2009

The Stories of Four Poles

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The population of Poland was about 36,000,000 when the Nazis decided to destroy the country and its people. Six million of them died. 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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