Book cover of The Flowers of Adonis, historical fiction by Rosemary Sutcliff about Ancient Greek hero Alkibiades| New 2014 edition by Endeavour Press

E-Book cover of The Flowers of Adonis by Rosemary Sutcliff, 2014 edition

Original book cover of The Flowers of Adonis (about Alkibiades, or Alcibiades) by Rosemary Sutcliff

The Flowers of Adonis historical fiction Ancient Greece Alkibiades Alcibiades Rosemary Sutcliff book cover

Rosemary Sutcliff’s novel of the Peloponnesian War, The Flowers of Adonis, republished by Endeavour Press 2014

Endeavour Press have now republished in E form Rosemary Sutcliff’s historical fiction novel The Flowers of Adonis, about Alkibiades, who The Times in an interview to mark its publication in 1969 called “one of the most enigmatic figures in Greek History”. It is a novel of the Peloponnesian War, and Alkibiades’s relationship with Athens, and the dreadful battle at Syracuse.
Times Oct 27 1969 on Rosemary Sutcliff


  • Source: The Times, October 27, 1969, p6

Newspaper review of The Flower of Adonis by historical fiction writer Rosemary Sutcliff about enigmatic Ancient Greece hero Alkibiades

Poor research: I clipped this from a newspaper in 2010, but I did not note which one!

(But see comments below for more details)

The likes of Rosemary Sutcliff I have never found anywhere else | Thoughts on reading The Flowers of Adonis

From Rosemary Sutcliff fan Anjy  Roemelt (posted at the Facebook page for Rosemary Sutcliff):

I started reading Rosemary Sutcliff’s The Flowers of Adonis today and within three pages it had me caught by the neck and submerged into the old Sutcliff magic. I have so often already thought ‘this is her best book, this will be my all-time favourite’. I thought so after I read Three Legions, I though so every time I read The Shield Ring and I certainly thought so after I had read The Shining Company, but, of course, that was before I read Dawn Wind!

I still think, Dawn Wind is perfect in every syllable but I’m fascinated by The Flowers of Adonis. I thought I could smell and hear the scene before I could see it, like dawn slowly lifting from the streets of Athens, and before I ever knew what Alcibiades looked like – far less who he is, never having been as familiar with ancient Greece than with ancient Britain – I could feel Thimoteus’ urge to follow him.

We are busy readers in my family and on our shelves the books stand three rows deep, but the likes of Rosemary Sutcliff I have never found anywhere else.