If you’re in the market for another faint-of-heart, asthmatic, candy-assed anthology, then it probably best that you shirk this circular. Because Poetic Intros, Praises, Co-Conspiracies, Pairings is a high-amped sampler of 50 or so New Hampshire poets, that DeCarteret bonds and corresponds with, via the semi-found and fun-filled, the nonstop fluid and deafeningly unsound that even Jerseyite Whitman might write up a promo, stomp his boot-soles. And an asbestos-lined maze that even Massachusettsan Dickinson, might rub two bones the wrong way, tip the top of her head, tap her toes. A map for the apathetic poet. A spell for lapsed rhapsodists. A musical score for those whose sum is part whole and part holy mess. Props is also a playlist and prayer. A workbook and simple. Pitted against the stupidly phoned-in and the artificially decimated, the binge-hungover and the serially unhinged.