Hi Edward,

As always, an authentic observation, perhaps this text will also guide 
us through the current terrain, of DIWO and the Dark Mountain.

I would like to respond to this with more depth and context, will do 
towards the end of the week. From tomorrow I'm knee deep in editing for 
a publication which needs to finished pretty soon - gulp!

wishing you well & much thanks :-)

marc

> My problem with this is not so much to do with the ideas behind the 
> Dark Mountain Project as the language and manner in which they are 
> expressed. Let's have a look at some typical bits of phraseology:
>  
> Deeper than oil, steel or bullets, a civilisation is built on stories: 
> on the myths that shape it and the tales told of its origins and 
> destiny. We have herded ourselves to the edge of a precipice with the 
> stories we have told ourselves about who we are... Our literature has 
> been dominated for too long by those who inhabit the cosmopolitan 
> citadels... There is an underlying darkness at the root of everything 
> we have built. Outside the cities, beyond the blurring edges of our 
> civilisation, at the mercy of the machine but not under its control, 
> lies something... upon which that thin crust of lava is balanced; 
> which feeds the machine and all the people who run it...
>  
> For one thing the language is rather old-fashioned ("the tales told", 
> "destiny", "citadels"); for another it's rather grandiose ("there is 
> an underlying darkness at the root of everything"); and it also has a 
> strong tendency towards rhetorical devices, such as repeating the same 
> thing several times with variations instead of saying it just once 
> ("outside the cities... beyond the blurring edges... at the mercy of 
> the machine..."). Furthermore it tends to deal in symbolic 
> generalisations rather than specifics: "a precipice", "citadels", "the 
> machine". Not a specific precipice like the chalk cliff at Dover, or a 
> specific city like Birmingham, or a specific machine like a 
> lawn-mower, but their non-specific counterparts, which are charged 
> with a kind of gloomy grandeur and super-significance, precisely by 
> virtue of the fact that they seem to insist we should interpret them 
> symbolically rather than imagine them with any precision.
>  
> One problem with this is that it's directly in conflict with the call 
> for specific and detailed observation which is made in the "Eight 
> Principles" - "By careful attention, we will reengage with the 
> non-human world" and "We will celebrate writing and art which is 
> grounded in a sense of place and of time". And although the Dark 
> Mountain manifesto declares itself to be set against human 
> self-importance ("Humans are not the point and purpose of the planet. 
> Our art will begin with the attempt to step outside the human bubble") 
> it does so in such grandiose and self-important language that it's 
> hard to take it seriously. "Our words will be elemental" declare the 
> authors. For "elemental" read "archaic and pompous".
>  
> For a project which seems to have initially regarded itself as mainly 
> literary in character - its first planned offering being "a 
> book-length collection of uncivilised writing" - the manifesto seems 
> extremely long on sweeping pronouncements about the state of 
> civilisation, and extremely short on ideas about literary style. 
> Contrast, for example, Ezra Pound's very definite ideas about style at 
> the time when he was associated with the Imagist movement: "Use no 
> superfluous word, no adjective which does not reveal something. Go in 
> fear of abstractions. Don't chop your stuff into separate iambs. Don't 
> make each line stop dead at the end, and then begin every next line 
> with a heave." By contrast, the Dark Mountain project has the example 
> of its own style, and one talismanic figure - the American poet 
> Robinson Jeffers.
>  
> A few details about Robinson Jeffers himself will help to set both the 
> literary style and the cultural ancestry of the Dark Mountain project 
> in their proper context. Jeffers originally studied medicine, but then 
> enrolled as a forestry student. He soon gave this up, but when he 
> became a successful writer he was, according to Wikipedia, "famous for 
> being a tough outdoorsman, living in relative solitude and writing of 
> the difficulty and beauty of the wild." He lived in Carmel, California 
> (now, of course, homeplace of the equally gritty and outdoorsy Clint 
> Eastwood) in a house called "Tor House and Hawk Tower". Tor is the 
> Celtic term for a large outcrop of rock. "He built a large four-story 
> stone tower on the site called Hawk Tower, based on similar structures 
> he had seen while traveling through Ireland... The romantic Gothic 
> tower... was a gift for his wife Una, who had a fascination for Irish 
> literature and stone towers." All of this identifies Jeffers as a 
> disciple of the Celtic Revival, and in particular W B Yeats, who also 
> lived in a stone tower and wrote poetry with lots of allusions to 
> fierce heraldic beasts such as hawks.
>  
> Yeats himself was fixated with the importance of willpower, and with 
> the idea that history was shaped not by mass movements or 
> deterministic forces but by strong-willed individuals. The hawk is 
> symbolic of this viewpoint when it is projected into the natural world 
> - it gives us a particular idea of nature as fierce, amoral and 
> merciless as well as wild and beautiful - in contrast, for example, to 
> the idea we might receive from poetry about mushrooms, hedgehogs or 
> ants. Yeats was influenced, in other words, by the ideas of writers 
> such as Carlisle and Nietzsche, with their interest in heroically 
> nonconformist individuals and their contempt for conventional social 
> values and morality. Robinson Jeffers clearly ploughed much the same 
> furrow: according to Wikipedia, in the nineteen-twenties he "began to 
> articulate themes that contributed to what he later identified as 
> Inhumanism. Mankind was too self-centered, he complained, and too 
> indifferent to the "astonishing beauty of things". Jeffers's longest 
> and most ambitious narrative, The Women at Point Sur (1927), startled 
> many of his readers, heavily loaded as it was with Nietzschean 
> philosophy." Jeffers' poetry, in other words, asks us to set aside our 
> conventional values in favour of a re-examination of the natural 
> world: but it is the natural world seen from a particular angle: the 
> natural world as the arena of unfettered willpower, the amoral, 
> unsentimental and merciless struggle for existence. In "Hurt Hawks", 
> one of his most famous poems, he mentions "the wild God of the world" 
> and adds "You do not know him, you communal people, or you have 
> forgotten him;/Intemperate and savage, the hawk remembers him..." The 
> words "intemperate and savage", it will be noted, can be equally well 
> interpreted as applying to the hawk or to the "wild God" the hawk 
> remembers; the savagery and intemperance are held up to us as a kind 
> of virtue; and they are contrasted, by implication, with the 
> conventional virtues of "communal" people such as ourselves - ordinary 
> people who live communal lives, most probably urban lives, instead of 
> lonely, wild and individualistic ones.
>  
> This kind of writing isn't necessarily bad. Its most famous modern 
> representative is Ted Hughes, and I'm a big admirer of Ted Hughes' 
> poetry. But the weakness of writing of this kind, because of its 
> emphasis on willpower and thus clarity of purpose, is that it finds it 
> very difficult to convey certain types of experience - for example 
> hesitation, misinterpretation or ignorance. Those who write in this 
> style never seem to be plagued by uncertainties about their own 
> beliefs and intuitions. Their descriptive style is limited because it 
> seems to lack a certain type of honesty - a fidelity to what it 
> actually feels like to inhabit a world which we only partly 
> understand. In a way, despite its attempt to get beyond the 
> limitations of the human bubble of self-importance, it is simply 
> moving that bubble to a new place. 
>  
> What I would advocate is a style which is less sure of itself, 
> something more hesitant and provisional, more multifaceted and 
> fragmentary, less grandly unified. More specifics and less bombast.
>  
> - Edward Picot
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