Alberta’s Notable Writer, No-till Farmer
Ploughing is no longer an appropriate pursuit for farmers, yet Charles still furrows—not through the soil, but through the documents of enduring writers. He follows an unyielding reading schedule that cultivates strikingly novel expressions teeming with unrepressed thoughts.
Charles says his work “refuses, with misgivings, certain conventions, including the inevitable mannerist fate of a straightforward avant-garde! It ends up in an excluded middle probing for an edge in an impossible age–especially given no Minerva, no owl, and no ‘set’ time.”
Charles always challenges and extends thought. He reawakens convention with unconventional, innovative writing. His work: the resultant of a shifting ratio of conscious to unconscious “symbolic action,” serious language in play with a fool, a sustaining daemon. His work: a humoured timelessness on the fly—off the wall.
He sometimes thinks his best two lines (from Let’s Hear It For Them) are “I wish I had more learning/ so I could wear it lightly”.
“The owl of Minerva spreads its wings only with the falling of the dusk.” Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel, preface to Philosophy of Right, 1952 Oxford University Press.
Charles authors several books which show his mastery of the long poem. With his seventh poetry book, Wormwood Vermouth, Warphistory (Saskatoon, SK Thistledown Press, © 1995), he won the 1996 Writers Guild of Alberta (WGA) poetry award.
Charles Noble’s work is avant-garde with lots to spare.