Five senses.
Paul Scott deaf. He can't hear, but he exited poems. His poems are usually "said" using sign language. This poems was translated from British sign language by Rachel sutton-spence.
Excuse me, but who are you? Who am I? Come with me and see. Feel your arms tingle at my embrace. Reach out-oh, that's cold! Reach out-oh, that's hot! So, now you know me.
Excuse me, but who are you? Who am I? Come with me and se. A lick of ice-cream-mm! A scoop of that-yuck!
A scoop of that-yum so, now you know me.
Excuse me, but who are you? Who am I? Come with me and see. Pick a flower and sniff-lovely! Take some cheese from the fridge-whiffs! Pop this tasty morsel in your mouth, yes, and it smells good too. So, now you know me.
Excuse me, hut who are you?
Excuse me?
Excuse me, but what's wrong with him? Oh, we're togrether.
Together?
Yes, come with us and see. Eyes wide open, seeing and understanding. Infromation and learning, colors, speed,action. Learning and drinking in the world through the eyes. So now you know us.
And now you know me.