Both in verse and in prose [Karl] Shapiro loves, partly out of indignation and partly out of sheer mischievousness, to tell the naked truths or half-truths or quarter-truths that will make anybody's hair stand on end; he is always crying: But he hasn't any clothes on! about an emperor who is half the time surprisingly well-dressed.

Fifty Years of American Poetry, p. 331 - The Third Book of Criticism (1969)