Of asphodel, that greeny flower,
    I come, my sweet,
        to sing to you!
My heart rouses
    thinking to bring you news
        of something
    that concerns you
        and concerns many men. Look at
            what passes for the new.
You will not find it there but in
    despised poems.
It is difficult
    to get the news from poems
        yet men die miserably every day
            for lack
        of what is found there.

                        -William Carlos Williams