The prison key opens wide Fields where my wounds are Poppies of love and hope. Walls are rivers, Breath is wind Words are trees. But the blood you spill is Choking your sons Your fists are empty Your seeds are weeds. The light I hold will never fade. Bio: Luca Paci is an Italian poet and translator living in Penarth, Cardiff. Luca is an academic lecturer in Italian at Cardiff University. He is an active member of Wales PEN Cymru and Co-Director of the Italian Cultural Centre Wales.