Poetry

The Green-Eyed Boy of the Rain

Somehow we drifted into this wet place I just couldn’t feel any pain he came and stole her away from me the green-eyed boy of the rain. I wanted to kill him to tear him apart until nothing of him would remain when I thought of him kissing her mouth the green-eyed boy of the rain. I thought I had rights to her body and soul now I can’t even say her name I drove her away and into the arms of the green-eyed boy of the rain. Anger and sorrow become the same thing two sides of a dark…

Subscribe to get access to all online articles

Digital Subscription

$88/ YR

Get the latest ideas from Australia’s most insightful writers.

Subscribe

  • Digital Subscription includes
  • Online editions of Quadrant Magazine
  • Printed editions of Quadrant Magazine
  • iPad ready PDF
  • Access to Quadrant Archives
  •  
  •  

Printed & Digital Subscription

$108/ YR

For avid readers of leading ideas
from Australia’s brightest.

Subscribe

  • Printed & Digital Subscription includes
  • Online editions of Quadrant Magazine
  • Printed editions of Quadrant Magazine
  • iPad ready PDF
  • Access to Quadrant Archives
  •  
  •  

Quadrant Patron

$300/ YR

Show your support for Australia’s
most open minded publication.

Subscribe

  • Quadrant Patron includes
  • Online editions of Quadrant Magazine
  • Printed editions of Quadrant Magazine
  • iPad ready PDF
  • Access to Quadrant Archives
  • All new editions of Quadrant Books
  • Exclusive invitations to Quadrant Dinners, book launches and events.