I have tried a handful of Prin’s work in-store before, but Nocturnal Poetry is my first experience with his house on skin. There’s so much going on in this wondrously complex scent that it’s hard to unpack, it’s like a dazzling cacophony of animal musks, spices, and flowers. Cumin is most prominent to my nose, so powerful it’s like stuffing your nose in a jar of the stuff - made even more piercing with the urinous facet of civet screaming in your face. A soft leathery sweetness through beeswax emerges soon after, elevated and given a much needed delicate brightness by way of jasmine, violet leaf and rose. Despite the busy nature of this scent, cumin prevails above all else which makes it rather polarising. I quite enjoy it to be honest - it’s not something I would own because I simply wouldn’t wear it day to day, for it doesn’t match my personal tastes. But as an artistic creation, it’s fabulous, a scent so rugged and unique it truly makes you feel something, which is rare these days.