Echoes of Tattered Tongues: Memory Unfolded

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

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Remembering D-Day: June 6, 1944

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Today, June 6, is the anniversary of the Allied invasion of Europe.  It's a day that means a lot to me.  My parents were two of the mi...
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Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Holocaust Remembrance Day 2012

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Holocaust Remembrance Day (Yom HaShoah) begins in the evening of Wednesday, April 18, 2012, and ends in the evening of Thursday, April 19...
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Friday, April 13, 2012

67th Anniversary of the Liberation of Buchenwald

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April 11 was the 67th anniversary of the liberation of  Buchenwald Concentration Camp. My dad spent four and a half years there.  ...
Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Talking about Home at the AWP 2012

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One of the things that immigrant poets are always writing about is home.  We write about the homes we left behind, imagine what they were li...
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Monday, February 13, 2012

Valentine's Day: A World War II Love Story

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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...
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Saturday, January 14, 2012

The Day My Mother Died

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My mother died six years ago, January 27, 2006. She died in a hospice in Sun City, Arizona. It was a beautiful place, out in the desert, c...
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Thursday, January 5, 2012

Photographs by German Soldiers

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Recently, I came across a site that features thousands of photographs taken by German Soldiers as they invaded Poland and spread across t...
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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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