Possession by A.S. Byatt
I first read Possession when it came out in 1990. Recently I have begun re-reading it. I blush to confess that at that first reading eighteen years ago, I skipped most of the internal poems between the lovers in the story-within-the-story. What a dolt. Those back and forth poems make the passion, the possession clear. This is a story of the love of words, love of poetry, love of stories told back and forth. This time through I read slowly, savoring all the levels of the story. Ah, Byatt is a master at her craft. In a just world, she would win the Nobel.