Kaffeeklatsch is a poetry magazine with new poems and criticism, as well as creative non-fiction, cartoons, and other unclassifiable poetry-related natter. We’re based in London, and unusually keen on the idea that a high standard of poetry and thinking about poetry is not incompatible with humour, eccentricity, adventurousness and joy. “Gloom and solemnity”, wrote notorious funster Ezra Pound, “are entirely out of place in even the most rigorous study of an art originally intended to make glad the heart of man”. Our italics.




A ‘kaffeeklatsch’ is an occasion for idle chatter over coffee; the OED has ‘kaffeeklatsch’ as “Gossip over coffee cups”.


“Poetry, so often the most alienating of forms, is given a wonderfully refreshing treatment by Kaffeeklatsch. I’m sure all readers of poetry, from the new and bewildered to the old hands who think they’ve seen it all, will find something to enjoy and ponder over here. Take a few minutes out, grab a coffee cup. Life’s too short to not intersperse it with pleasures like this. […] It’s that rare thing – a venture that truly marches to the beat of its own drum. Although no doubt it would sharply rebuff the idea of even possessing a regular rhythm.”

– Sarah Handyside, in Blank Pages 43

Purely in the spirit of completeness, perhaps you might like also to read reviews of the magazine from Sabotage and from The Manchester Mule. Excellent.