Hipster Haiku

　　Spend enough time in the urban enclaves of latter-day bohemia (as Hipster Haiku author Siobhan Adcock has) and eventually the earnestness and navel-gazing cry out for some good-natured satire. Now, using the rock-solid metrics of haiku, she offers delightfully barbed odes to the hipster world. Like a modern blank-verse Dorothy Parker, Adcock lovingly sends up these self-referential, self-involved scenesters who grapple heroically against the forces of lameness and the paradox of conforming against conformity.

We only went out
Because we liked each other's
Music collections

McEnroe poser
Your terry cloth wrist bands are
Obviously new

Why are you dancing?
Just stare gravely at the band
Act appropriate

While he sleeps, I spy
Ann Coulter on his bookshelf
Slip out quietly

　　In the bestselling tradition of Haiku for Jews, this little book will grace thousands of cramped studios and dorms all across Hipster Nation.

　　The final ten pages of the book will contain the winning haiku from a prepublication contest cosponsored by the Gotham Writers Workshop.