The poem begins with a small disappointment. Heading "into the country" ought to feel like escape, yet the speaker says we "land in a maze," as if the move toward a simpler life has only left us confused. The title's play on "landscape" and "escape" hints at the same tension: the land may be where we try to flee to, or where we get stuck.
The next lines seem to say that the "good life" of rural living is admirable, but only if you are healthy and young. For "the old and ill" it looks much harder. The speaker sounds respectful but doubtful, not scornful.
The last two stanzas turn strange and dark. The half-moon "cannot fit in," as though even nature feels out of place, and something is "grown every day / below in the cellar," hidden from sight. The mood is uneasy and quietly eerie. The poem seems to suggest that the countryside ideal has a shadowy underside, though it never says exactly what that is.