“Love blurs your vision; but after it recedes,you
can see more clearly than ever. It’s like the tide
going out revealing whatever has been thrown away
and sunk; broken bottles, old gloves,rusting
pop-cans, nibbled fish bodies, bones.The ruin
you’ve made.”
Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye
The passage above claims that when “love recedes”, you
- clean up broken bottles
-
come to self-knowledge
- realize your vision is blurred
- surrender to your weakness