This poem by Eliot was just as difficult to understand as the last one. I Noticed the poem began with a quote written in Latin I think.
The first part of the poem talks about women coming and going, talking to michelangelo. I'm assuming their in a hotel or some kind of inn. I was stummped when Eliot mentions yellow smoke and fog. Then he talks about losing his hair. I think he is trying to look good for someone but he is getting old. Maybe this is a poem about getting older in life and trying not to have any regrets. Eliot seems to be reflecting on his life asking "was it worth it" throughout the poem.