“Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.”
- Robert Frost 

One enchanted evening, twelve unlikely strangers meet at a ball …

Black Grace founding artistic director Neil Ieremia, ONZM, brings together a unique cast of past and current performers to dance and celebrate another day of living.