Wolfgang Carstens is the author of poetry collections Crudely Mistaken For Life, The Abyss Gazes Also, Factory Reject and 12 Dikter; publisher at Epic Rites Press; independent distributor at Tree Killer Ink; and organizer and host of Poets Underground, a poetry show that celebrates and showcases the best and brightest authors currently working the marrow of contemporary poetry.
Wolfgang lives in Canada with his wife, five kids and a dog. His poetry is printed on the backs of unpaid bills.
Forthcoming projects include volume 1 of The Stench of Failure, a full length graphic poetry collection illustrated by Janne Karlsson.
is too short
on the wrong jobs,
the wrong relationships,
the wrong ideas.
you'll be planted
on the wrong side
of the grass.
if you're looking
for a foundation stone
upon which to rebuild
here it is:
remember that you must die.
in the choices you make,
in the company you keep,
in the pursuit of happiness.
live to the point of tears.
(you haven't much time)
(from The Abyss Gazes Also)
“Carstens doesn’t waste time with the flowers; he digs in the dirt, about six feet down, to the root of it all.”
“Brilliant verbal alarms to shake us sleepyheads awake.”
“...we are in the presence of a rare voice carrying a live message.”
“In one breath Carstens confesses to love and sin—of which neither he seeks redemption...”
“Carstens reconciles pain with experience in ways that you will remember and wonder why you have not found before.”
“...compassionate, carefully crafted poetry fascinating to read and worthy of detailed study.”
“Carstens is a brilliant poet, master storyteller, and superb creator of myths.”
“Carstens does not shy away from the truth, no matter how ugly, no matter how brutal.”
“Carstens doesn’t write to please the masses; he writes to wake them from their slumber.”
“Carstens has a knack for taking the obvious and turning it into an indictment.”
“There’s no pretension or bullshit afoot. Carstens is hands down the real deal.”
—Doug Draime, More Than The Alley
“Carstens’ poems, like Alberta’s weather, weave east to north and west to south unpredictably, angling through memories of friends who died too young, the importance of believing in flight, stages of marriage, a reverence for his daughter and much more. Under it all is a simmering of viewpoints on nearly everything with one recurring theme of live, really live full tilt into the wind because on the other side of the grass, the worms cannot survive on unfulfilled dreams and hopes and there are no more chances.”
—Rusti Lehay, Rat Creek Press