Rainy Night in Foggy Bottom When it rains all night in Foggy Bottom you can smell the swamp beneath us - the old rotted tree roots, the tadpoles, the water moccasins skimming - The swamp is only ever ten feet away – and all that separates us is asphalt, and gas and water pipes, and underground telephone lines. It’s pitch black down there – dark from lack of light, black as a night without stars – even the water is black. The level of the swamp rises as our own level imperceptibly falls, both at an accelerating rate – soon we will be together.