The Journal Pulp

Breathing New Life Into Dead Meat

Of Easter, Ovulation, Eggs, Rabbits, And The Resurrection

with 10 comments

A reader writes:

Dear Sir: Why do rabbits and eggs represent Easter, which also celebrates the resurrection of Christ?

– Peter

Dear Peter: Easter primarily represents the advent of springtime, just as Christ’s resurrection does. The Old-English word Eastre derives from an Anglo-Saxon Pagan goddess named Eostre, about whom very little is known. What we do know about her comes to us from the Benedictine monk Bede (672-735), also sometimes referred to as the Father of English History.

In Bede’s On the Reckoning of Time, he mentions a goddess named Eostre, and he tells us that the Anglo-Saxons had at one time worshiped this goddess during the spring equinox.

Apart from Bede, no other reference to Eostre exists. Indeed, even in Bede’s time, she had long since faded away. The fact, however, that Eostre was worshiped during the spring equinox does suggest something significant.

Quoting the genius priest-poet Gerard Hopkins:

What is spring?
Growth in everything.

Flesh and fleece, fur and feather,
Grass and greenworld all together;
Star-eyed strawberry-breasted
Throstle above her nested

Cluster of bugle-blue eggs thin
Forms and warms the life within;
And bird and blossom swell
In sod and sheath or shell.

All things rising, all things sizing
Mary sees, sympathizing
With that world of good,
Nature’s motherhood.

(Gerard Manly Hopkins, “May Magnificat”)


As you of all people would know, Peter, rabbits and hares are notorious breeders, and no doubt you’re familiar with the saying “to fuck like bunnies.” This sedate and venerable expression comes about because lagomorphs mature sexually at very young ages. They are also capable of superfetation, which means they can conceive a second time while still pregnant, and thus they are able to give birth to two litters. This actually happens many times throughout the year, although spring seems to make these little girls and guys particularly crazy. The females are extraordinarily fertile, and that is eggsactly why they symbolize springtime.

Rabbits and hares represent breeding and birth. Eggs also have obvious fertility-birth-and-blood connotations, and for this reason, they have represented fertility and spring since the dawn of humankind.

Do rabbits produce eggs? No, they do not. The good lady Eostre did, however, once putatively save a freezing bird at the end of winter, by turning this bird into a hare, which hare because it had once been a bird could then lay eggs, whereas I can only suck them, as you can see.

Dying Easter eggs and the source of this eggsellent tradition is a mystery, though the Ancient Greeks did color eggs green (to symbolize new grass) and red (to symbolize blood).

Birth. Blood. Death. Winter. Resurrection. Rebirth. Spring. Life.

“There is nothing greater than life,” said Voltaire.

That is what Easter is about.

The early Christians understood this. So they kept many of the Pagan symbols of spring; they absorbed them, as it were, in part, perhaps, because these symbols are so primal and so beautiful.

It is, after all, a beautiful world we live in.

Happy Easter, Peter.





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  1. Sir, a fine and fecund post. But in your first mention of Gerard, you leave out his Manly. Is this significant? Yours, puzzled.

    • My dear Ms. Morris, how are you? Would you believe me if I told you I was just thinking of you earlier this evening, at my work, where I served up about a million murky cocktails?

      I leave out his Manly — how very unlike me, I must say. I’m afraid there’s no good reason. I just forgot. The truth is, I admire Gerard Manly Hopkins so much that I almost feel he and I are on a first-name basis. Did you, by the bye, know that he wanted to change his name to Pook Tunks?

      journalpulp

      April 7, 2012 at 10:43 am

      • Name change? Obviously Manly must be a name you have to grow into.

        I’m well, and well submerged in another book. No murky cocktails for me until I’ve finished. Raising a caffeinated cup in your direction

        • Thank you, Ms. Morris. I’ll raise that caffeinated cup to you any time. Coffee, as I’ve mentioned before, is the closest thing I have to a religion, in some ways.

          I’ve been reading on your website about your latest literary endeavors, and I look very forward to reading the final product. Hopefully, there will be some mention of Tom Jones …

          journalpulp

          April 7, 2012 at 9:36 pm

  2. Wow. An Easter post featuring the F-word. Only you could pull that off with such grace, Ray! :)

    Love the post. Wishing you a beautiful holiday and weekend!

    August McLaughlin

    April 7, 2012 at 6:25 pm

    • Hardly graceful, but you’re very sweet to say. I DID, for the record, hesitate a little over that F-word, but in the end I figured WTF. It is, after all, springtime.

      Happy, happy Easter to you as well, August.

      Thank you for dropping by

      journalpulp

      April 7, 2012 at 9:28 pm

  3. I had never heard about Eostre. Such an interesting post! Thanks for sharing~
    I hope you have a wonderful Easter Pulpman!

    susielindau

    April 8, 2012 at 11:27 pm

  4. I hope you’re having a wonderful Easter too, Susie! Thank you.

    journalpulp

    April 8, 2012 at 11:31 pm

  5. Ray !

    There are so many legends and approximate explanations i’ve heard on radio each year around this Eastern Time.
    I wish i had the nerve to verify all sources, It is not the case, for if i get myself into a topic i would spend time over and over, and i don’t feel very much implied into rabbits and eggs.
    All i coud add is that they offers fish, too, made out of chocolate. It represents Ichtus, “le Poisson du Ciel”, aka Jesus-Christ.

    http://ichtus.unblog.fr/files/2007/12/ichtus2.jpg
    Or, i would go directly up to Wikipedia, not so bad a site eventually.

    Well, i’m am ashamed of the poorness of my intervention ; but watch out Ray, you’re beeing read !
    With all kinds of good things for you and family.
    Marte Lloyd.

    flabberghasted

    April 9, 2012 at 10:21 am

    • Poor intervention? Please. On the contrary, Ms. Lloyd, what a lovely comment. Chocolate fish — le poisson du ciel — c’est tres parfait.

      For reading and for commenting, merci.

      journalpulp

      April 9, 2012 at 8:09 pm


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