through the pinwheel
her reflection
in the mirror

—Todd Claus

About the author: C. Todd Claus (todd.claus at is a former Pararescueman who now writes about the military care health care system. His work has appeared in Stylus Poetry Journal and in the Mainichi Daily News. He is currently working on a collection of conversations with members of the American military special operations community. He lives with his family in rural Maryland.


Responses to the haiku for 5 June 2003 by Todd Claus

    Chris (chris at emailgen dot ca)
    2003-06-05 19:36:22

    Hi Todd

    This one from my darling wife Sandy

    a spring walk
    two tulips entwined
    my heart beats

    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2003-06-06 08:27:42

    ah yes, the weekend fastly approaches.

    well, down to the current business at hand.

    upon first reading, my psyche whispered, "how nice".
    then, somewhere from deep within a voice sounded, "hold the phone, bob".

    i was about to say, "huh", however, i quickly understood the reservation being thrusted upon me.

    how was this pinwheel being held by todd, in order for him to glimpse the lady's image.

    reflection, need i say, exemplifies, having casted or directed back, even being somewhat in thought, or representative of thought. maybe todd meant the latters.

    this was a golden opportunity to create a worthwhile haiku, yet it desperately desires a better usage of words.

    case in point:

    through the pinwheel
    seeing my love's reflection
    in the mirror

    to be continued

    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2003-06-06 08:29:03


    thus, we erase the idea of the pinwheel doing what we, or at least "i" was led to believe, reflecting, but merely being a gateway to the observance of the lady...

    then a second thought arrived, "was the lady holding the pinwheel", and if this being the case, how could she see her reflection "through" the pinwheel...

    only todd knows the exact meaning of this moment.

    Rosemarie (mcaffeerosemarie at yahoo dot com)
    2003-06-24 02:01:04

    My daughter is a military policeman in
    Baghdad. This poem reminds me of her.
    Thank you for the short glimpse of her
    in my mind. Perfect.

    john tiong chunghoo
    2003-12-31 23:02:57

    at awed eyes

    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2004-06-21 20:12:07

    mother's jewelry --

    stretching, on tiny toes
    she opens the compact


    Vasile Moldovan (vasilemoldovan at yahoo dot com)
    2004-07-24 22:15:02

    Dual personality -
    a spoke of wheel cut in two
    the woman's image

    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2005-01-01 14:20:54

    mother's jewel
    on tiny toes, stretching
    she opens the compact


    fireworks, in the warm winter night air,
    myriad of fireflies