Dennis J Bernstein
@djbernstein.bsky.social
Award-winning journalist & poet. Host & exec producer of Flashpoints news magazine syndicated on Pacifica Radio. Author of 8 books of prose& poetry. Creator of Friendly Dictators & S&L scandal cards. His artist book French Fries is featured in the MOMA.
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The PRCS calls for a UN probe into Israel’s killing of 15 Palestinian medics, as Israeli forces admit “professional failures” but deny trying to cover it up.
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April 21, 2025 at 12:15 AM
The PRCS calls for a UN probe into Israel’s killing of 15 Palestinian medics, as Israeli forces admit “professional failures” but deny trying to cover it up.
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SUNSET IN GAZA
We named
our newborn
Sunset; she lived
twenty-six seconds,
Left us with her
mother’s tears
on her lips--
(
djb)
We named
our newborn
Sunset; she lived
twenty-six seconds,
Left us with her
mother’s tears
on her lips--
(
djb)
April 20, 2025 at 11:03 PM
SUNSET IN GAZA
We named
our newborn
Sunset; she lived
twenty-six seconds,
Left us with her
mother’s tears
on her lips--
(
djb)
We named
our newborn
Sunset; she lived
twenty-six seconds,
Left us with her
mother’s tears
on her lips--
(
djb)
Aunts with Numbers
Aunt Shari had seven blue numbers
tattooed under her left forearm.
When I was eight, I tried to add them up
to see what their sum total was.
She stopped me in the middle
and paused: “these are the numbers
that taught me to count on nothing.”
Aunt Shari had seven blue numbers
tattooed under her left forearm.
When I was eight, I tried to add them up
to see what their sum total was.
She stopped me in the middle
and paused: “these are the numbers
that taught me to count on nothing.”
April 20, 2025 at 10:56 PM
Aunts with Numbers
Aunt Shari had seven blue numbers
tattooed under her left forearm.
When I was eight, I tried to add them up
to see what their sum total was.
She stopped me in the middle
and paused: “these are the numbers
that taught me to count on nothing.”
Aunt Shari had seven blue numbers
tattooed under her left forearm.
When I was eight, I tried to add them up
to see what their sum total was.
She stopped me in the middle
and paused: “these are the numbers
that taught me to count on nothing.”
POEM
Winter warms me!
Snow flakes the
size of earmuffs!
Winter warms me!
Snow flakes the
size of earmuffs!
April 20, 2025 at 10:26 PM
POEM
Winter warms me!
Snow flakes the
size of earmuffs!
Winter warms me!
Snow flakes the
size of earmuffs!