Vera Zubarev (V.Ulea)
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V. Ulea (Vera Zubarev) is a bilingual Russian-English poet, writer, scholar and film director. She has published 16 books of poetry, prose, and literary criticism. Her works have appeared in various periodicals both American and European, including The Literary Review, Princeton Arts Review, RE:AL, and others.
She teaches classes on Decision Making in Chess, Literature and Film at the University of Pennsylvania.

V.Ulea in her own words:
"I was born in a legendary city of Odessa (Ukraine) - a motherland of world-famous political leaders, writers, musicians, artists (among them Ze'ev Jabotinsky, Anna Akhmatova, Isaak Babel, David Oistrakh, Sviatoslav Richter, and others), and sparkling crooks whom Babel still owes the success of his Odessa Tales. People from Odessa insist that Odessit (the one who was born in Odessa) is a nationality, not a residency. If you are from Odessa you know what they mean..."

Visit V.Ulea's Russian Site

Listen to V. Ulea reading her poetry

A poet makes a mental journey to the ever-lasting world of renaissance. The apocalyptic images lead him to Dante and his Divine Comedy.

Poetry and Photography by V.Ulea
Music by J.S. Bach digitally orchestrated and performed by Vad Chariton

Formed from memories of dreams of memories, Snail is journey of life, introspection, and familial connectitude. Its seven interconnected stories are bonded by mood, plot, a single set of characters, and heart felt emotion; yet separated in a very dream like fashion by time, space, and logic of reality.
Beautifully adorned by the artworks of Irene Frenkel, this book is not simply a work to be read and considered, it is a texturized and exhilarating cosmic dance for all the senses.

"Reading these pages, one is immediately reminded of that state of mind just before one falls asleep where everything is possible, where there is no gravity, no usual proportion to things, no preconditions as to what might happen and reality is so effortlessly arranged to one's own singular liking..."
     --- Paul B. Roth, The Bitter Oleander Press