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Title Through the Sipapu: A Canyonlands Phantasy
Subject Indians of North America; Spiritualism; Fantasy
Description Fictional story of creation and the afterlife as seen by Native Americans of Utah.
Creator Baker, Pearl Biddlecomb (1907-1992)
Publisher Baker, Pearl Biddlecomb
Date Digital 2004-07-09
Date 1986
Type Text
Format application/pdf
Identifier 130.xml
Source Original booklet: Through the Sipapu: A Canyonlands Phantasy
Language eng
Rights Management Digital image copyright 2004, Green River Public Library. All rights reserved.
Holding Institution Green River Public Library, 85 South Long St., Green River, UT 84525
Source Physical Dimensions 60 leaves ; 28 cm.
Scanning Technician Nima Rakhsha
Metadata Cataloger Denice Hoffman
ARK ark:/87278/s6xs5v8n
Setname gr_pbb
Date Created 2005-03-18
Date Modified 2005-03-18
ID 317792
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6xs5v8n

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Description Baker Sipapu 19 touched his skin. Suddenly he could taste the drink he had been given the first few nights in the cave, and he was more tightly caught into the spell of the dance. Rain flicked out her rainbow fragment, almost invisible in the glory of the mist, as the next dancer, a pink iris, came up through the arch twice, leaving it swathed in rosy glory, and wheeling in close to Rain, dived up under the down petal of the purple iris as it stroked down her back and her section of rainbow. This was so sudden that Bob was not surprised to see the purples run up the rainbow on the edge as the pink came down the side like they were being swiped on by a huge water-color brush. The music had changed from the waltz which had whispered away, to the hushed vibrance of drums. Bob was enchanted. He had always played drums, and was famous for his drum solos. The beat increased as a blue iris joined her pennant of rainbow to the fluttering end of the pink--with the drums raising their beat and volume in outgoing ardor. As the other iris came up, the drums reached a thunderous reverberation that seemed to control the dance and all the earth around it. When the dancers dropped their rainbow segments, they circled slowly under the growing pennant, which stretched away to the farther canyon rim. As the drum beat changed in a way that would have been noticed only by one who was familiar with them, Bob caught a warning, a feeling of disaster in the thunder, a foretelling of doom. When the yellow dancer towed her rainbow into position, she
Format application/pdf
Identifier 024_GRL_SIPAPU_PAGE19.JPG
Source Original booklet: Pearl Baker: Interviewed by John McFarlane
Setname gr_pbb
Date Created 2005-03-18
Date Modified 2005-03-18
ID 317750
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6xs5v8n/317750