The Arabian Nights are a touchstone of popular storytelling, a collection of folk tales, morality parables, and romps through the medieval Asian landscape that have fascinated and compelled readers and listeners the world over for centuries. Here is one such tale, that is many tales.
Author Archives: Z.K. Leverton
Breakfast With Gilgamesh 6: A Brief History of Fallen Angels feat. Anthony Oliveira
A conversation with religious scholar, writer and Toronto culture icon Anthony Oliveira accompanied by a story about the history of angels cast out of heaven.
BREAKFAST WITH GILGAMESH 5: BABA YAGA
Baba Yaga is one of the most fascinating and strange folkloric entities, so for this episode of Breakfast with Gilgamesh, i tried something a little different. i hope you enjoy it!
BREAKFAST WITH GILGAMESH
Episode 4: The Stone Monkey The fourth episode of Breakfast with Gilgamesh tells the origin story of Son Wu kong, perhaps the most beloved figure in all of Chinese literature.
BREAKFAST WITH GILGAMESH
Episode 3: The Epic of Horus and Set The third episode of Breakfast with Gilgamesh covers the strange and incredible epic of the god-hero Horus and his fight with his uncle, the evil desert god Set.
BREAKFAST WITH GILGAMESH
Episode 2: The Archer The second episode of Breakfast with Gilgamesh covers the adventures of a certain english rogue and his band of merry men. you can check the show out on iTunes, Spotify and Google Podcasts!
BREAKFAST WITH GILGAMESH
Episode One: The Secret Story The first episode of BREAKFAST WITH GILGAMESH is now available on itunes and spotify. each episode, I perform a myth in the tradition of the oral storyteller. This episode, we visit ancient Mesopotamia, to tell a secret story that everyone knows…
FICTION: THE MORNINGSIDE
The Morningside Z.K. Leverton Morningside Heights sits at the top of Scarborough Ontario. There, thick forest is pounded back by long fields of parking lots and six lane roads. tenements press up into gas stations, gas stations press up into strip malls, and stip malls press up into manicured suburban neighborhoods carved into the edgesContinue reading “FICTION: THE MORNINGSIDE”
FICTION: The Remembered
I remember the sensation of grass under my feet. I could run, then. My legs were firm and strong. They would carry me toward the sun at the end of each day, chasing it west to the horizon. I could feel the life in everything around me, in the trees and the rocks and theContinue reading “FICTION: The Remembered”
FICTION: The Moa
Each night Molly would watch the cornfield that surrounded the old house she lived in and pray for rain. She loved the rain, the way it whispered to her under the billowing of the wind, the way it betrayed its peaceful nature with thunder and lightning. She would sit in her room, surrounded by theContinue reading “FICTION: The Moa”