A review by frankie_s
Four quartets , by T.S. Eliot

3.0

Haven't read these poems (or many others, tbh) since I used to scour poetry sites in my teens in the 90s (weirdo) but glad to know they're still good. I don't love the middle two but Little Gidding is an old fave - still a bit memorised - and Burnt Norton is a new fave.