Great Regulars: In Eyewitness Testimony,

a sort of police procedural in quatrains, facts and linguistic flights become disturbingly indistinguishable:

Earlier, from the precipitate sky, hail the size
of golf balls pelted the clubhouse. Errant
hail-sized golf balls shanked the clubhouse
before the golfers ran for cover from the weather.

By the end of Eyewitness Testimony we're no closer to solving the crime. Nor should we be; a poem is a terrible way to solve a murder, but a great way to solve a poem.

from Michael Lista: National Post: On Poetry: For Display Purposes Only, by David Seymour

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