The Crane Bag Podcast
An interview with the storyteller, teacher, and theater maker Janardan Ghosh by Jay Leeming. www.JayLeeming.com
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Approaching a story - story as storm, song, and animal - the story is not a tool - story as forest, story as traveler to be welcomed - the skills of the hunter - courting a story - our illusion of control - orality and literacy - story as dream - Jung's insights as they apply to story - stories approach us
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A reading and exploration of part five of Walt Whitman's "Song of Myself" by storyteller and poet Jay Leeming. www.JayLeeming.com
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The Iliad brought to life without a script and without a net by performance storyteller Jay Leeming. www.JayLeeming.com
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Part eleven of the Iliad, as told by performance storyteller Jay Leeming. A complete archive of stories performed on this podcast can be found at the website below. www.JayLeeming.com
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"The hard and strong will fall, the soft and weak will overcome": two poems from the Tao Te Ching, read and then explored by Jay Leeming, poet and storyteller. www.JayLeeming.com
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Poet and Storyteller Jay Leeming reads and comments on book one of Homer's Odyssey. Note: Unusually for this podcast this is not a storytelling performance but a reading, for those who wish to dive a little deeper into the Homeric version of this story which has inspired my own. www.JayLeeming.com
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Notes from poet and storyteller Jay Leeming during his two-month storytelling journey through Greece and Cyprus in 2025.
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A story from the Irish epic of Finn MacCool (Fionn MacCumhail) brought to life by performance storyteller Jay Leeming. www.JayLeeming.com
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An exploration of the poem "Sometimes a man stands up during supper" by Rainer Maria Rilke. www.JayLeeming.com
info_outlineWhen I got to the whispering forest and the dark I thought of the sacrifice of the horse, and how it bound us to the god of the sea and the way the horse's nostrils flared and later by the fire the branches devoured by flame seemed wrinkled ancestors confessing their bright crimes to the rain.
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