Your Golden Hair Margeurite: Hair as a Symbol


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In an old pagan ritual known as the Maypole dance, on the Eve of May Day, female dancers circled the pole the counter-clockwise direction, which is sacred to women and associated with the moon while male dancers danced in the other direction, that of the sun. In Women’s Encyclopedia of Myths and Secrets, Barbara G. Walker summarizes that “the resulting braid represented interpenetration of masculine and feminine powers.” In Hindu mythology, ‘hairs, like the threads of a fabric, symbolize the ‘lines of force’ of the universe” (Cirlot, Dictionary of Symbols). Throughout the ages hair has appeared as a potent symbol in myth, literature, culture and religion. The maypole dance ritual suggests that it is significant equally for men and women. It is enough to think of the romantic rituals of exchanging talismans with locks of hair between lovers. The supernatural strength of the biblical Samson (Hebrew for “man of the sun”), the one who defeated lions but was lost because of a woman, followed from his abundant hair.


Léon Bonnat, “Samson’s Youth”

Hair like the mane of a lion was also extremely popular in France of Louis XIV, the Sun King. He was the one who propagated the bizarre fashion in Europe, channeling the Greek god Apollo celebrated for his golden locks, symbolic of the golden rays of the sun. In Indian mythology, as Walkers says:

 “The Indian god Shiva, who is the personalized representation of the creative and sexual energy of the universe, is always represented as having a mass of long, tangled, piled-up hair on his head.“


Ganga flowing from Shiva’s hair

On female side of the symbolic history of hair, Berenice stands out, wife of the Egyptian ruler Ptolemy Soter III. She sacrificed her beautiful amber-coloured hair to ensure that her husband returns home safely. Her tresses were left on the altar of Aphrodite for the night and had been mysteriously gone by the morning. The gods had put them in the sky as a beautiful constellation Coma Berenices.


Coma Berenices (

The symbolism of the Great Mother and witchcraft has always been closely intertwined with hair symbolism. Barbara G. Walker writes:

“An Egyptian found salvation by identifying himself with Osiris, for whom the Goddess made resurrection-magic with her hair: He is found with her hair spread over him; it is shaken out over his brow. When Isis put on mourning garments for Osiris, she cut a lock of her hair to preserve his soul. … When Isis restored vitality to the dead Osiris, entitled the Still Heart, she created his new life with her hair, made his heart beat again and his penis move so she could conceive his reincarnation, Horus. She produced warmth from her hair, she caused air to come …. She caused movement to take place in what was inert in the Still Heart, she drew essence (semen) from him, she made flesh and blood, she suckled her babe alone. She further protected her Divine Child by shaking out her hair over him.”

Witches were feared by the Grand Inquisitors, who always ordered to shave their hair off. Walkers adds: “Gypsies said a witch could be known by her hair, which grew straight for three or four inches, then began to wave, like a waterfall bouncing over rocks.”


Susan Seddon Boulet, “Osiris and Isis”

At the hour of death, The Great Mother’s hair will cast its shadow over our souls. This is why comets were believed to portend doom: it was Great Mother, the spinner and weaver of our fates, that reminded us of our mortality and the inevitable death of old forms. In Homer’s Odyssey, Circe’s braids signified her power over metempsychosis.

I thought of hair today on the eve of Solar Eclipse, as I have heard that we are about to “celebrate” the anniversary of the establishment of the Nazi concentration camp in Auschwitz (Oswiecim), Poland. I remembered my first visit to the museum where my attention was caught by mountains of human hair on display behind glass. So unbelievably poignant: children’s hair, women’s hair, hair of all colour, even a plait can be spotted like the one from w famous poem by Tadeusz Rozewicz. A famous last stanza of the poem “Pigtail” that every Polish child learns about at school says:

“In huge chests
clouds of dry hair
of those suffocated
and a faded plait
a pigtail with a ribbon
pulled at school
by naughty boys.”

The most moving poem on the Holocaust I have ever read, however, was written by Paul Celan, a Romanian poet, who wrote in German. He lost both of his parents in the Holocaust, himself surviving the camp. He never recovered from his mother’s death and his whole poetry was a cry of mourning for his loss. “The Death Fugue” is his most famous poem and one you simply cannot forget once you have read it. Note the symbolism of golden hair that becomes ashen hair. The title and the form of the poem is evocative of the habit of the Nazis to make the Jews play music at their own executions.

 Death Fugue

(Translated by John Felstiner)


“Black milk of daybreak we drink it at evening
we drink it at midday and morning we drink it at night
we drink and we drink
we shovel a grave in the air there you won’t lie too cramped
A man lives in the house he plays with his vipers he writes
he writes when it grows dark to Deutschland your golden hair Marguerite
he writes it and steps out of doors and the stars are all sparkling
he whistles his hounds to come close
he whistles his Jews into rows has them shovel a grave in the ground
he orders us strike up and play for the dance

Black milk of daybreak we drink it at night
we drink you at morning and midday we drink you at evening
we drink and we drink
A man lives in the house he plays with his vipers he writes
he writes when it grows dark to Deutschland your golden hair Margeurite
your ashen hair Shulamith we shovel a grave in the air there you won’t lie too cramped
He shouts jab this earth deeper you lot there you others sing up and play
he grabs for the rod in his belt he swings it his eyes are blue
jab your spades deeper you lot there you others play on for the dancing

Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you at midday and morning we drink you at evening
we drink and we drink
a man lives in the house your goldenes Haar Margeurite
your aschenes Haar Shulamith he plays with his vipers
He shouts play death more sweetly Death is a master from Deutschland
he shouts scrape your strings darker you’ll rise then in smoke to the sky
you’ll have a grave then in the clouds there you won’t lie too cramped

Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you at midday Death is a master aus Deutschland
we drink you at evening and morning we drink and we drink
this Death is ein Meister aus Deutschland his eye it is blue
he shoots you with shot made of lead shoots you level and true
a man lives in the house your goldenes Haar Margarete
he looses his hounds on us grants us a grave in the air
he plays with his vipers and daydreams
der Tod is ein Meister aus Deutschland
dein goldenes Haar Margarete
dein aschenes Haar Shulamith”


Paul Celan

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23 Responses to Your Golden Hair Margeurite: Hair as a Symbol

  1. Your visually beautiful and wise site is a well of inspiration and knowledge for me. It shines.


  2. wonderful post.. The Maypole for me is a tradition I did as a child, and even to this day in the village I grew up in it is still performed by the school children of the village..
    I loved how you interlinked each subject connecting Hair… A very informative post…. Loved it .. Thank you for your wisdom,,, Love Sue


  3. jeanraffa says:

    Wonderful post. You were right about the poem; it knocked me out!!


  4. Don says:

    Once again I found your post to be absolutely fascinating, Monika. Your dealing with the symbol of hair is so informative and inspirational.Just wonderful, thank you. Your posts are always a highlight for me.


  5. Another fascinating post Monika. I always enjoy how you take from various seemingly disparate sources and weave of tapestry of knowledge and awe. The song “Hair” from the musical of the same name came t mind while I was reading. With my ruler in Leo, I love long manes on both men and women and prefer to wear my own hair ( wavy like a witch apparently) long and free 🙂


  6. Beautiful Monika. I do love long hair, mine and others.


  7. Great post. It’s also worth noting that hair is sometimes used in charms, potions, and hexes. There is definitely power associated with one’s hair, even my grey ones 😉


    • Grey hair is a sign of great wisdom of course😉. I did mention witchcraft but for some reason decided not to go into too much detail but there was a lot on that in the Women’s Encyclopedia.


  8. ptero9 says:

    Wonderful post Monika!
    I was struck by both the symbolism of the hair, especially as a curly haired girl myself, and the counter clockwise movement, which has always seemed natural to me.

    I was reminded of the movie Brave too, thinking about big hair. Love that movie!

    I suppose you can add me to the list of witchy women. 🙂


    • Oh, there is no doubt you are a witch, Debra. You look so wise in your photos. I have not seen the movie Brave but I do love her hair. Right now I’m reading a novel The Passion by Jeanette Winterson, whose main character has long red curly hair, lives in Venice and has a web between her toes. Do I need to say I’m loving that book?


  9. This is such a gorgeous posting…sad and not sad, all very beautiful… a portal…honestly this should be the evening news on television.


  10. BloomLisa says:

    This post is a tapestry of inspiration, honesty and history. I am glad to have found it this evening as I find myself reading one interesting post after another. Blessings to you.


  11. Karin Van den Bergh says:

    An intriguing post Monika, and there’s so much to say about this subject..very interesting. I recently came across an article on fb about Native Americans and the relation to their hair as a ‘sixth sense’ upon which they would rely during warfare and hunting to ‘read’ subtle extrasensory information. I don’t know if this is true but it makes sense to me to see hair as an extra ‘antenna’ to connect with finer layers of perception


    • Fascinating. I also read in Cirlot, who is a symbolist, that the hair on the head connects with the divine higher realm. But the Indian way, as you say, connects it more with instincts. Maybe these two things are not entirely different after all. Thank you and I agree the subject could be expanded upon.


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