Authors & Books
Olaf Dammann
1961 born in Ebstorf, Lower Saxony, Germany. 1980 Herzog-Ernst Gymnasium, Uelze, Germany. 1990 Hamburg University, Linguistics and Medicine. 1997 Harvard School of Public Health, Epidemiology. 2019 University of Johannesburg, Philosophy. 2002-2024 Research Professor at Hannover Medical School. 2006 till today Professor, Tufts University School of Medicine.
Poetry, Songs, Plays since 1978. Published in Allgemeine Zeitung der Lüneburger Heide, in Harvard Medical Community Literary Magazine, Federwelt, poesie 21, Adelaide Literary Magazine, Punt vilat, Die horen.
Two volumes of Poetry are »Flüstermond«, with paintings by Christian Hinrich, Husum publishers, Germany, in 2007, and 2014 the volume »Hafengiraffen«, with photos by Ulf. E.A. Krüger, in 2014.


Collected Poems / Gesammelte Gedicht
1979 till 2024
- 232 pages
- softcover with flaps
- volume 1
978-3-86638-522-1

A man of medicine, a thinker of scientific history—what kind of poems does someone like that write?
In any case, in keeping with his second home in the USA, he writes his poems in two languages (“Hey America!”), and the poems are set in everyday North American life and in memories of European living environments. This is already a considerable balancing act, but Olaf Dammann expands it to include the tension between very everyday images and forms of language on the one hand and a very concise, almost factual style of speech on the other.
Since 1979, Olaf Damman has been writing poems that sometimes have not only the mood but also the melody of songs, blues, and road movies—but could just as easily be hot off the press and brought back from a party or taken along to one.
Two substantial volumes of transatlantic poetry that are worth exploring. Voilá – or rather: Right on! – Here we go:
Early Bird
Pelicans dive into
shallow relationships. Do we
hang out and hang
in there for
peanuts
or good?

Collected Poems / Gesammelte Gedichte
1979 till 2024
- 292 pages
- softcover with flaps
- volume 2
978-3-86638-523-8

Just two out of some 400:
Hospital wishes
Car crashes seemingly
benign lead to crosses
at crossroads that promise
a better tomorrow.
Selective Memory
I can’t remember
who said that
living where
houses are not
sufficiently different
so you need to
number them is
something I
also forgot.

