Sheila R. Cole
A child finds a bird in Julia Cunningham's "Wings of the Morning."… She thinks it is sleeping.
The story raises more questions than it answers. It does not provide much that might help a child cope with his first encounter with death. In fact it does not face up to the issue at all. The prose is self-consciously poetic…. (p. 10)
Sheil R. Cole, in The New York Times Book Review (© 1971 by The New York Times Company; reprinted by permission), September 26, 1971.
In a crumbling 11th century castle hedged with roses, the power of a young widow's gentleness tames a trio of thugs and repels a haughty baron [in The Treasure Is the Rose]…. Cunningham's heavy romanticism is a little easier to take than the drippy sentimentality of her recent Tallow stories, but as usual her talent for simulating a trance exceeds her sensibility, so that from the opening disclaimer that "To tell about Ariane is to try to grow a rose on paper with out the touch of sun and moon, rain and snow that make it real and growing," she comes as close to parody as she does to sharing a vision. (p. 1095)
Kirkus Reviews (copyright © 1971 The Kirkus Service, Inc.), October 1, 1971.