Ménage à trois

Isn’t it a miracle that
three atoms have combined
in electric love to become
the loose substance of that which
bears and wrecks ships,
of bays that breed and
protect life—sustain it,
of that essential stuff of bodies,
of billows of mists that rain
and surge through taps, of
glaciers that have weighed
upon continents for millennia,
until now?

Jim Culleny, 2022