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I Call For Remembrance, By Toyo Suyemoto

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Poetry in Toyo Suyemoto’s Memoir, I Call to Remembrance As we, Americans, look back on our country’s history, there are many proud moments, but there are other moments that we can all admit are a bit shameful. One of these shameful moments in American history is the Japanese internment during World War II. This time in history can be revisited in Toyo Suyemoto’s memoir, I Call to Remembrance of her and her family’s time in an internment camp during the war. She writes of the feeling of distrust the majority of the country felt towards the Japanese prior to being relocated, the process her and so many others went through to be relocated, as well as life in the camps. Suyemoto had a deep interest in poetry from very early in her life, and …show more content…

In this same poem Suyemoto writes, “And conscienceless, wills not to understand/ That being born here constitutes a right,”1 referencing the two thirds of Japanese on the Pacific-coast that were natural born citizens. Even the cruel, inconsiderate neglect people showed while wondering through Toyo’s family’s home when they were trying to pack their important belonging for departure to a camp the next, demonstrates how little people thought of the Japanese at his point in time. Toyo Suyemoto’s poem “Guilt by Heredity” explains these blind discontent most Americans felt for Japanese during this time in American history, and is shows how little people, or the American government cared about or for these people during World War II. Toyo Suyemoto’s poem titled “Barracks Home” describes the form of housing, not only her and her family had to live in, but all Japanese internees had to endure throughout World War II. In her opening lines of this particular poem, Suyemoto speaks of the physical build of the barracks she lived in at the Topaz, Utah camp. These lines are written, “This is our barracks, squatting on the ground,/ Tar-papered shack, partitioned into rooms/ By sheetrock walls, transmitting every sound/ Of neighbors’ gossip, or the sweep of brooms.” This describes how thin the walls were in their housing condition, not that hearing the neighbors was such a problem, but the cold easily became one, as

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