sticky summer's night
the scent of honeysuckle
infusing my dreams
Sometimes a haiku is so beautifully rendered you almost feel as though you are living inside it. What strikes me about this piece is not only the evocative description of a sultry summer night with the sweet scent of honeysuckle drifting in through an open window, but the musicality of the writing. A wonderful torrent of s-words which slide off the tongue when you say them out loud.
—Jonathan Aylett