焼場水たまり雲をうつして寒くat the crematory a puddle mirrors the clouds — cold

焼場のかたわらの水たまりが、冬の雲を映している。人を焼く場所と、空を映す水と。ことさらに何も言わず、ただ「寒く」とだけ結ばれて、その寒さがいつまでも残る。A puddle beside the crematory mirrors the winter clouds. A place where bodies are burned, and water that reflects the sky. Saying nothing more, the poem closes only with "cold," and that cold lingers on and on.