"In the north of Ireland a 'wind dog' is a fragment of rainbow. In the title poem of Tom Paulin's sixth collection, it provides this most agile of poets with a line back into childhood and its 'lingo-jingo of beginnings'. The poem is an ambitiously structured, gloriously singing meditation on the life of the ear - 'the only true reader' - and the meaning and music of both words and pre-verbal sounds are a recurring theme in this volume."--BOOK JACKET.