2002 Palanca Awards - English Division

English Division

Novel

  • Grand Prize: Vicente Garcia Groyon, "The Sky Over Dimas"

Short Story

  • First Prize: Socorro A. Villanueva, "We Won't Cry About This"
  • Second Prize: Ian Rosales Casocot, "Old Movies"
  • Third Prize: Edgar B. Maranan, "Doomsday"

Futuristic Fiction-English

  • First Prize: Raissa Claire U. Rivera, "Virtual Center"
  • Second Prize: David Peter Jose J. Hontiveros, "Kaming mga Seroks"
  • Third Prize: Baryon Tensor Posadas, "Mall"

Short Story for Children

  • First Prize: Luis Joaquin M. Katigbak, "Mico and Friends"
  • Second Prize: Raissa Claire U. Rivera, "The Slipper"
  • Third Prize: Herbeth Fondevilla, "The Peace Crane"

Essay

  • First Prize: Melba Padilla Maggay, "Death and Early Sorrow"
  • Second Prize: Pareto Oliver B. Patacsil II, "Bread and Quiz Shows"
  • Third Prize: Noel P. Pingoy, M.D., "Becoming a Hematologist"

Kabataan Essay

  • First Prize: Enrico Miguel T. Subido, "Waging War for Humanity: The Battle for Peace"
  • Second Prize: Monica S. Macansantos, "My Brush with Eugenics"
  • Third Prize: Patricia Nicole J. Golez, "World Peace in My Own Little Way, Bow"

Poetry

  • First Prize: Paolo Manalo, "Jolography"
  • Second Prize: Anthony L. Tan, "Crossing the River and Other Poems"
  • Third Prize: Mariano L. Kilates, "Things of Light"

One-Act Play

  • First Prize: No winner
  • Second Prize: Joseph Israel M. Laban, "The Day Lola Lilia Finished Weaving"
  • Third Prize: Hans Leo J. Cacdac, "Choosers of the Slain"

Full-Length Play

  • First Prize: No winner
  • Second Prize: Francis Tanglao-Aguas, "When the Purple Settles"
  • Third Prize: Christopher Q. Gozum, "The Pasyon of Pedro Calosa and the Tayug Colorum Uprising of 1931"

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