Terminal Days at Beverley Farms

Terminal Days at Beverley Farms

By Robert Lowell

The poem is basically about the poet reminiscing and fondly remembering his own father.
‘At Beverly farms, a portly, uncomfortable boulder
bulked in the garden’s centre---
an irregular Japanese touch.’
The strongest mental picture that he has is one in which his father is standing in the garden of the Beverley Farms home which was his father’s last abode. He is immaculately dressed in his favorite clothes and is looking smart and energetic.
In the author’s view, the garden of his father’s house was not very appropriately done up and had a large stone occupying the central portion. Though the stone gave it some similarity with a Japanese garden, it was somewhat incomplete, since the stone was the only piece that contributed to this semblance.
It took half an hour by train from Boston to reach Beverly Hills and from there it was two minute walk. They did not have a sea view from their house.
‘…through the sca...