Rubbles is a swirling, errant and wild collection by David Spittle which echoes Prynne in its linguistic complexity and use of rhetorical flourishes as a critique of popular culture. Somewhere between "putting your head between a sanding belt and a circular saw" and "the would-be Russian elegy for expecting the unexpected item in the bagging area" Rubbles is by turns grandiose, innovative and an often thrilling assault on language, where "the path clears/by the use it gets".