I haven't read the poem but I was given this heads-up today:
There is an interesting poem in "Southern Review" by Margaret Holley
"Rereading Four Quartets" "Southern Review" volume 40 number 1
This part of the poem is online for free at
When the year 1962 was inscribed in this book, one of your last
Christmas gifts, I was eighteen, your eldest. What did I understand of
these quartets? Or of all that had happened, and would happen, to you?
You were gone before I knew what I would be thanking you for in
different forms all these years. I've read them in several dorm rooms,
mine and others', seduced by their music and high calling, but not
understanding much, still being a Prufrock, enamored with walking the
same Cambridge streets Eliot had walked, feeling ...
The rest is available online for a paid or free trial subscription.
Now Gunnar has more to memorize.