Echoes of Tattered Tongues: Memory Unfolded

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

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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Monday, August 14, 2017

White Supremacists

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My parents suffered under German Nazism White supremacists told my parents they were subhuman, just mules and pigs. My...
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Friday, August 11, 2017

Little Schoolboys!

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Little Schoolboys! I finally got my copy of my most recent crime novel, the sequel to Suitcase Charlie . This one's got everythi...
Tuesday, August 8, 2017

A Letter to Boy Dylan

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Bob, do you remember me? I saw you about a million years ago in a club on Wells Street in Chicago. Maybe 1962 or 1963. I thi...
Thursday, August 3, 2017

Poems of the Warsaw Uprising

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Anna Swir (Świrszczyńska) was a woman who fought with the Polish resistance during World War II.  When the Germans decided to destroy Warsa...
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Tuesday, August 1, 2017

A Photo of Me from 1969

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I'm 21 in the picture here, and it was taken in Chicago’s Grant Park.  We're all standing around waiting for an anti-war dem...
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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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