This is a poet, (I think he is British) now in his 60's who is also a rich business man. I bought this book earlier this week and just love some of his stuff. He has homes in New York as well as London. If you do know of him, what is your favourite poem by him?
This is an example of his work:

"If death knows no dominion".

If death knows no dominion,
The dead wield iron claws:
Ghost limbs aligned to pinion,
To bend us to their cause.

By hoary yews and birches
We worship gods they chose;
We weep their empty churches,
We smite their ancient foes.

If death knows no dimension,
The dead are with us still;
By custom - and convention,
They wed us to their will.

Their art a thing of beauty,
The bait by which we're led;
Little we bring but duty
To serve the ghastly dead.

This was written after reading Dylan Thomas and viewing the wreckage of The World Trade Center under lights.