I don't know how to pick poetry.
I know what I like when I read it but beforehand I am basically digging around a giant pool of possibilities. I choose by what I think of the vague description, at this point try to avoid anything that could be Instagram style poetry, then the title and sometimes the cover. "Rocket Fantastic" ended up with me mostly for the cover, I love this cover, and of course that's not a good reason to choose a book but honestly, it is so hard for me to pick poetry. And yeah, this was a miss.
For the most part these poems either fell flat or went over my head (and maybe the ones that I say fell flat eluded me, too). I liked that there was an ongoing sort-of narrative that connected many of the poems, that is an interesting way to do a collection, I have not experienced it quite like this before. But when I don't really understand most of these poems, an ongoing narrative string doesn't add anything for me. There are reappearing images, Calvocoressi plays around interestingly with the concept of gender: there is stuff happening, it just wasn't for me. Looking at other reviews, a lot of people respond positively to these, which only seems to prove my point that poetry is such a subjective genre.
The only piece that really worked for me was "[Dad and I, we went up to the mountains]", this one did something for me, I took something away from it which I cannot say for anything else in here.
The use of language left me feeling indifferent to it, and I like to play around with language in poetry. I don't have much to say, it didn't work for me.
1.5*