He used to frighten me in the nights of childhood, the wide adult face, enormous, stern, aloft. I could not imagine such loneliness, such coldness.
But tonight as i drive home over these hilly roads I see him sinking behind stands of winter trees and rising again to show his familiar face.
And when he comes into full view over open fields he looks like a young man who has fallen in love with the dark earth,
a pale bachelor, well-groomed and full of melancholy, his round mouth open as if he had just broken into song.
What do you think this poem is saying/?
Talking symbolically about the moon!
Reply:the MOON
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