Entertainment - by Vanessa Friedman on Thursday, September 4, 2008 10:23 - 4 Comments
Book Review: Hipster Haiku
Classes just started, and I know what you’re all thinking: I am never going to read a book for pleasure ever again. Maybe you’re overwhelmed by the 200 pages a week you’re going to be held responsible for in Brit Lit, or maybe you’re angry at books in general since your wallet got slaughtered at the NYU Bookstore. Or maybe you’re just one of those kids who don’t like to read.
Nonetheless, I have found a book that the entire NYU community is going to want to read. In fact, you’ll probably love it so much that you’ll want to actually buy it and read it aloud to all of your friends. Seriously.
Why so confident? You go to NYU. That means either A) you are a hipster B) you hate hipsters, or C) you pretend to hate hipsters but secretly you are one. Whatever category you fall under, there is no way you don’t love haiku poetry. Come on, who doesn’t love a little 5-7-5 rhyme? And that’s where Hipster Haiku by Siobhan Adcock comes in.
I know, I was speechless when I heard the title, too. But we should all rejoice. In this little collection you can find gems such as:
“I only kissed you
Because I saw the playlists
On your damn iPod”
“Ex-boyfriend’s worst dig:
‘You’ve never heard of that band?’
Indier-than-thou”
“Wait, it’s four a.m.
Is that too late for me to
Get into your pants?”
And if the book doesn’t sate your poetic hipster needs, don’t worry. There’s a website. With hipster sestinas!
Adcock explains the origin of the book and site in the introduction: “I don’t know why exactly I started…Mostly because I felt like I had some important issues to explore that I couldn’t talk about in my blog…haiku are kind of terse and old-school and no-bullshit, like the old Polish guys who used to drink at my bar but for some reason left right around when I started working there. I figured eventually I’d bring the haiku out of the journal and take them to the community…in the end, it was easier to make a Web site.”
So forget about your Con West reading for tonight, admit your relationship to the word hipster, whatever it may be, and indulge in some good old-fashioned haiku.
Feel free to post your
own here, if you’re inspired. This
could be magical.
Photo by Flickr user kandyjaxx under the Creative Commons.
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Try to remember
New York Giants’ big parade
no Emily Gould
The Hardships of Hipsterdom
I am worried that
all this black eyeliner is
giving me a stye.
~
My leotard is
riding up; I pick the
wedgie with my iPhone.
~
I knew my hair was
too curly for this. Does my
faux-hawk look frizzy?
~
Not sure if I got
crabs from him or from my
vintage garter belt.
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Vanessa what is with your obsession with haikus??
This book should be required reading for NYU freshmen.