'When poet Doris Brett’s fit, healthy, 59-year-old husband had a massive stroke, losing the ability to speak, they were thrown into a journey of discovery.
'A golfball-sized blood clot in Martin’s brain was followed by a life-threatening heart condition. Later Brett learned that she carried the potentially deadly BRCA1 genetic mutation.
'As a psychologist, Brett was able to access and apply all the latest research on brain plasticity and neurotherapy and her husband confounded his doctors by making an exceptional recovery.
'In The Twelfth Raven, Brett calls on her poetic gifts to find meaning in illness and turn pain into art.' (Publisher's blurb)
Epigraph:
One for bad news,
Two for mirth,
Three is a wedding,
Four is a birth,
Five is for riches,
Six is a thief,
Seven, a journey,
Eight is for grief,
Nine is a secret,
Ten is for sorrow,
Eleven is for love,
Twelve - joy for tomorrow.
(Ole English rhyme used to interpret raven sightings.)
