He went into his name: lines from Larry Levis’ “Though His Name is Infinite, My Father is Asleep”

… He went into his name,

He went into his name, & into

The way two words keep house,

Each syllable swept clean

Again when you say them;

That how my father left,

And that’s how my father went

Out of his house, forever.

Larry Levis, Winter Stars

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