soot-people

Updated: July 14, 2026

"I made them dance and they put me in prison. The soot-people hopped; and to twinkle like sparks on a chimney-back and I made eighty francs every dimanche, and beer and wine, and to eat well. And He says: "O you who put the jerk into joys, come up hither. There's a man up here called Christ who likes the violin."

E. E. (Edward Estlin) Cummings - The Enormous Room